[ His own smile falters ever so slightly when she wipes at her eyes in that way. He sits at the empty space at her side, frowning at the tree for a moment before turning to her again, brow furrowed. ]
Has someone upset you, cousin? Give me their name, and I'll make them regret it.
[ Cousin is an endearment he hasn't used before. She is a witch, and he is the son of a witch. Secrets given freely and blood bind them.
The threat is - well, he doesn't know if a person is the reason she's been crying, but if they were - he isn't one to make empty threats. ]
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Has someone upset you, cousin? Give me their name, and I'll make them regret it.
[ Cousin is an endearment he hasn't used before. She is a witch, and he is the son of a witch. Secrets given freely and blood bind them.
The threat is - well, he doesn't know if a person is the reason she's been crying, but if they were - he isn't one to make empty threats. ]